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The Terror Of War

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The first casualty of war is poetry.

Here's my wounded....

Onward Boys

Onward Boys
Mike

Onward boys, time to go forth
We're marching into glory.
Show the world what we are worth
In one triumphant story.
Freedom lies within our hands
We're here to save the world
And all will see across the lands
Our banners be unfurled.

Onward boys, it's do or dare
Do not fear for your lives
Back home the postman will take care
Of your girlfriends and your wives.
Think of those you've left behind
Now you are at the front
And never mind that won't find
The pleasures of a cunt.

Onward boys, grab that spade
Got to dig that trench.
Cast your mind from getting laid
By some boxom wench
'Cos all day long you drive your tank
And night's spent in the billet
You're so damn desperate for a wank.
You know you've got to spill it.

Onward boys, through war infernal
Never mind the damp.
For I am your Lieutenant Colonel
Leader of this camp.
Just come round my tent tonight
You'll need no battle dress
And if you play your cards just right
You'll get the officers' mess.

 
Defenders Of The Free

Defenders Of The Free
Mike

Rum-te-tum-te-tum
All follow the boy with the drum
He'll lead us to battle
We're one herd of cattle
Rum-te-tum-te-tum

Clipperty-clapperty-clop
The enemy we're going to bop
Stiffly we'll march
Like we're sprayed up with starch
Clipperty-clapperty-clop

Bang-erty-bangerty-bang
Let's blow up Afghanistan
Ossama Bin Laden
Doesn't give me a hard on
So crap on the stupid old man.

Boomerty-boomerty-boom
Behold the purveyors of doom
We know we can't lose
Because we've got cruise
They'll wish they had not left the womb.

 
One of the most horrific aspects of war is that, even in peacetime, our children are made to endure the horrors of war poetry. And as an "exercise", they are often made to emulate the war poets they have been callously subjected to in the name of "English Literature".

Here we witness an example of the way a child's mind can be perverted by war poetry.

War

War
Mike

War is very bad
Oo, it makes me mad
When people go to war.
What's it all for?

War is not that nice
You should think twice
Before doing it
So don't ruin it.

You might think it's fun
To aim and shoot a gun
But if someone did it to you
You'd be dead too.

And people get upset
When one day they get
That letter from the C.O..
Saying their son's six foot below.

So I think it's best
If east and west
Got on with each other
And called each other "Brother".

 
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